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Clinton, Conn., Wednesday, August 30 , r /1 Dear Peggys Hail! — and I miss you very much. I don't really know any one here, and I doubt If I shall in the three (only three, thank G-od! J more days I have here. The theater is beautiful, a real one, not a make-shift, of brick with nearly 500 seats, and the company agreeable enough, but somehow lacking all the zest that make the Province town group such friends, Prob'ly there were some nice kids among the students, but the school closed last Saturday, My apprehension about this place was justified. I arrived here Sunday noon, after 4-| hours sleep, to find not only that HMr. and Mrs. Webb"" would not arrive till Monday afternoon — with opening curtain going up Monday eveningI — but that the choir was only partly selected and ENTIRELY untrained and unrehearsed. I raised particular hell. I insisted on the producer, Jackson Halliday, herding in and settling on a choir at once. And then Monday afternoon — not Sunday — they still had not been rehearsed and bllevitomot, not one of them could sing ""Blessed Be the Tie That Binds w — or, as it is sung, HBlesst Be-ye the Ti-yl That Biiilinds."" And still more believe it or not, with the accent on the not, I, who am the worst living singer, taught them the song and correctly. It Is as though I had taught them flying or Egyptian WDwawmtmg^rymiradmtmwm archaeology, and is qui^ejGythe finest flower of ray career. And then the usual miracle of the summer theaters occurred, and Monday and last evenings we gave perfonraances that were not too bad — not good, certainly, but passable. And yesterday and today I have caught up on sleep, and once broadcast, from New Haven, about the glories of ourl little dramatic offering. NOW LISTENS Ism going to leave here next Sunday morning^ by train, and get into Boston at IE one-forty P.M. Daylight Saving Time, and stay over in Beaton till next day, before going on to Skowhegan. You and 1 must make some plans — and, incidentally, after months of summer theater grub, have a really good dinner in Boston* I want you to catch the bus from Provincetown that will leave at 3108, Eastern Standard, that is 4s08 Daylight Saving Time, next Sunday, and arrive in Yarmouth at MKHBMHftmipfllM 5s58 Daylight, immediately connecting with what the timetable seems to indicate as a train, not a bus, for Boston, which it reaches at 8s10, Daylight. I111 meet you at the station and engage a room for you somewhere, and we'll have dinner and the evening together, and you can either go on to New York at midnight that Sunday or, what would probably be less tiring, go on whenever you get read£ next morning. Be SURE and engage a seat in *Hnwmfeawm*mw that Sunday bus right now, as It is likely to be crowded, and be sure to have a sandwich

Clinton, Conn., Wednesday, August 30 , r /1 Dear Peggys Hail! — and I miss you very much. I don't really know any one here, and I doubt If I shall in the three (only three, thank G-od! J more days I have here. The theater is beautiful, a real one, not a make-shift, of brick with nearly 500 seats, and the company agreeable enough, but somehow lacking all the zest that make the Province town group such friends, Prob'ly there were some nice kids among the students, but the school closed last Saturday, My apprehension about this place was justified. I arrived here Sunday noon, after 4-| hours sleep, to find not only that HMr. and Mrs. Webb"" would not arrive till Monday afternoon — with opening curtain going up Monday eveningI — but that the choir was only partly selected and ENTIRELY untrained and unrehearsed. I raised particular hell. I insisted on the producer, Jackson Halliday, herding in and settling on a choir at once. And then Monday afternoon — not Sunday — they still had not been rehearsed and bllevitomot, not one of them could sing ""Blessed Be the Tie That Binds w — or, as it is sung, HBlesst Be-ye the Ti-yl That Biiilinds."" And still more believe it or not, with the accent on the not, I, who am the worst living singer, taught them the song and correctly. It Is as though I had taught them flying or Egyptian WDwawmtmg^rymiradmtmwm archaeology, and is qui^ejGythe finest flower of ray career. And then the usual miracle of the summer theaters occurred, and Monday and last evenings we gave perfonraances that were not too bad — not good, certainly, but passable. And yesterday and today I have caught up on sleep, and once broadcast, from New Haven, about the glories of ourl little dramatic offering. NOW LISTENS Ism going to leave here next Sunday morning^ by train, and get into Boston at IE one-forty P.M. Daylight Saving Time, and stay over in Beaton till next day, before going on to Skowhegan. You and 1 must make some plans — and, incidentally, after months of summer theater grub, have a really good dinner in Boston* I want you to catch the bus from Provincetown that will leave at 3108, Eastern Standard, that is 4s08 Daylight Saving Time, next Sunday, and arrive in Yarmouth at MKHBMHftmipfllM 5s58 Daylight, immediately connecting with what the timetable seems to indicate as a train, not a bus, for Boston, which it reaches at 8s10, Daylight. I111 meet you at the station and engage a room for you somewhere, and we'll have dinner and the evening together, and you can either go on to New York at midnight that Sunday or, what would probably be less tiring, go on whenever you get read£ next morning. Be SURE and engage a seat in *Hnwmfeawm*mw that Sunday bus right now, as It is likely to be crowded, and be sure to have a sandwich